Cocaine
Dick Justice Lyrics


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Go on gal, don’t take me for no fool
I ain’t gonna quit you, pretty mama, while the weather’s cool
Around your back door, honey, I’m gonna creep
Just as long as you bring me two-and-a-half a week

I’ve got a girl, she works in the white folks yard
She bring me meal, I swear she brings me lard
She brings me meal, honey she brings me lard
She bring me everything honey that a girl can steal

Lord a vaudeville circus rider came to town
They got a dancer lookin’ nice and brown
They didn’t know it was against the law
For the monkey’s to stop at a five cent store
Well, just around the corner, just a minute too late
Another one standin’ at the big back gate
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine

I stood my corner, hey hey!
Here come Sal with a nose all so’
Doctors said she couldn’t smell no mo’
Lord run doctor, ring the bell
The women in the alley…
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine

Furniture man came to my house, was last Sunday morn
Asked me was my wife at home
Said she’d long been gone
Backed his wagon up to my door
Took everything I had
He carried it back to the furniture store
Honey, I did feel sad

What in the world has any man got, now
Messin’ with the furniture man?
Got no dough, stand for sho’
Certainly will back you back
Take everything from an earthly plant
From a skillet to a frying pan
If there ever was a devil born without any horns
Musta been the furniture man

I hear you mama, hey hey!
Here come Sal with a nose all so’
Doctors said she couldn’t smell no mo’
Lord go doctor, ring the bell
Women in the alley…
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine

Lord the babies in the cradle in New Orleans
The doctors kept a-whiffin’ til the baby got mean
Doctor whiffed until the baby got so’
Mama said she couldn’t smell no mo’

Lord go, Doctor, ring the bell,
The women in the alley…
I simply wild about my good cocaine
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine





I’m simply wild about my good cocaine

Overall Meaning

The song "Cocaine" by Dick Justice is an early 20th-century blues song that features lyrics that offer a glimpse into the struggles and hardships of those who were addicted to cocaine in that era. The song describes the extent to which people would go to obtain cocaine and the devastating consequences of drug addiction. The first verse seems to refer to the addiction itself and how the singer will go to great lengths to keep getting their fix. The mention of the "two-and-a-half a week" is believed to refer to a measurement of cocaine, which shows the extent of the addiction. The second verse talks about a person who steals food and other things for the singer, highlighting how addiction leads to criminal activity to support the habit.


The third verse appears to be a cautionary tale of drug use, telling the story of a vaudeville rider who gets in trouble with the law for drug use. The fourth verse highlights the consequences of addiction, such as deteriorating health as is evident by the reference to Sal, the woman who has lost her sense of smell due to cocaine use. The final verse talks about how addiction can lead to people losing everything they own, as is highlighted by the furniture man taking everything the singer owns. Throughout the song, there is an acknowledgement that addiction is difficult to overcome, and that it can lead to a life of misery and isolation.


Line by Line Meaning

Go on gal, don’t take me for no fool
Don't underestimate me, woman


I ain’t gonna quit you, pretty mama, while the weather’s cool
I'm not going to leave you while it feels good


Around your back door, honey, I’m gonna creep
I will sneak around to be with you


Just as long as you bring me two-and-a-half a week
As long as you give me my cocaine supply


I’ve got a girl, she works in the white folks yard
I have a woman working for white people


She bring me meal, I swear she brings me lard
She brings me food and other stolen items


She brings me everything honey that a girl can steal
She steals things for me and brings them to me


Lord a vaudeville circus rider came to town
A performer came to town


They got a dancer lookin’ nice and brown
They have a beautiful dancer


They didn’t know it was against the law
They were unaware it was illegal


For the monkey’s to stop at a five cent store
For a monkey to enter a store charging only five cents


Well, just around the corner, just a minute too late
I missed the opportunity


Another one standin’ at the big back gate
Someone else is ready to supply cocaine


I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
I love my cocaine


I stood my corner, hey hey!
I stood my ground


Here come Sal with a nose all so’
Sal, who does drugs, is coming


Doctors said she couldn’t smell no mo’
Sal's sense of smell is gone


Lord run doctor, ring the bell
Go get the doctor


The women in the alley…
Women are nearby


I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
I have a strong desire for cocaine


Furniture man came to my house, was last Sunday morn
A furniture salesman visited me on a Sunday morning


Asked me was my wife at home
He asked if my wife was home


Said she’d long been gone
I informed him she left a while ago


Backed his wagon up to my door
He parked his wagon outside my house


Took everything I had
He took all of my possessions


He carried it back to the furniture store
He took my things back to the store


Honey, I did feel sad
I was very sad


What in the world has any man got, now
What could a man possibly have now?


Messin’ with the furniture man?
By confronting the furniture salesman?


Got no dough, stand for sho’
I have no money to spend


Certainly will back you back
It will definitely come back to you


Take everything from an earthly plant
Take everything that is materialistic


From a skillet to a frying pan
Anything valuable can be taken


If there ever was a devil born without any horns
The devil could be born without horns


Musta been the furniture man
It must have been the furniture salesman


Lord the babies in the cradle in New Orleans
The babies in New Orleans


The doctors kept a-whiffin’ til the baby got mean
The doctors kept administering drugs until the baby reacted aggressively


Doctor whiffed until the baby got so’
The doctor administered drugs until the baby became ill


Mama said she couldn’t smell no mo’
Mama couldn't smell anymore either


Lord go, Doctor, ring the bell,
Go get the Doctor


The women in the alley…
Women are nearby


I simply wild about my good cocaine
I have a strong desire for cocaine




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Comments from YouTube:

@thomasdupont7186

what a treasure this song Is, I've been listening to for more than 10 years now. And will continue to do it.

@TonySakich

Bryan Alvarez got me hip to this song over 10 years ago and I'm still listening to it!!

@Skynster37

Cocaine and Rhinestones podcast brought me here. It's a great podcast. All the Mommies and Tight Jeans out there...try it out

@andrewkling9530

Me too! I just finished the first episode and the closing buffer music sent me straight here.

@jwilli726

Joshua Jordan the mommies need to have Tyler on YMH!

@agornath1

I listened to the whole first season , David Allan Coe's son does the podcast.

@AnotherOrangeJulius

Same here.

@CalebShookMusic

Such an amazing podcast. I first listened to him on Your Favorite Band Sucks. I gave Cocaine and Rhinestones a chance and ive been addicted since.

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@abztract1

This song can be applied to todays society.
2 morals of this 100yr old story are.......Drugs are bad and pay your shit!!
Love this song.

@hermanthegerman6309

My crack addiction brought me here

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